Coast One

The dentist didn’t quite go as bad as I thought it could. After spending about half-an-hour doing some paperwork, I found myself being X-rayed where I thought my tooth had broken. Turns out, nothing was wrong with my tooth. Absolutely nothing. I spent 15 minutes actually sitting in the dentist’s chair. Fifteen minutes.

It was the shortest dental visit I’d ever encountered in my life. I also like how this guy didn’t speak in a condescending tone with me. He just told me to come in for check-ups regularly and basically to do what I needed to do to take care of oral hygiene.

Yeah, I guess I can do that…finally, I left a dental office without feeling belittled by the man in white himself.

Raley’s invited me in today to do some wonderful shopping. Soda is not a commodity in this house, but something that’s enjoyed periodically. I bought a 2-liter of Pepsi Edge [Kara and Michael will remember me saying how much I hated that crap, but drank it anyway during lunch] and a 12 pack of Mountain Dew.

Called Jacob while I was going through the checkout line. A cute guy bagged our groceries. Jacob was coming home from Roswell after spending some time with his grandparents, and therefore didn’t want to talk with me. Last night, I called him and was pre-empted by his boyfriend calling.

Tried calling him tonight and got bumped because he wanted to sleep. Tried calling Darryn all day today, and he’s been busy. He and his room-mate, Heather, went looking at some house. Then, dinner. Then, driving home. When I called him for the last time, he said he was tired. I got off the phone with him. Like I do with Jacob, I ask if they’re sleepy, and if they respond affirmatively, I let them go so they can get some shut-eye. I remain on the other side of the phone line, though, wide awake…wishing for someone to talk with.

And then, there was Oscar.